"In that case, let's summon General Shen back."

A seemingly casual remark, yet it struck Qu Jingyun's heart with a heavy weight.

Finally receiving such a remark, her heart surged with emotion. She clenched her fists to suppress her turbulent feelings and smiled, saying, "Thank you for your great favor, Your Majesty!"

The Emperor nodded: "Alright, come with me to bring Prince Shen out."

The group immediately set off for the prison.

Seeing that Shen Song was still lying unconscious on the ground, Qu Jingyun stumbled over and fell several times along the way.

After finally reaching Shen Song, she picked him up and held him close to her chest, tears welling in her eyes as she called out, "Song'er, Song'er, how are you?"

Suddenly feeling a sharp pain in her arm, Shen Song opened her eyes.

Upon seeing that it was Qu Jingyun, his eyes immediately welled up with tears.

But Chen Song opened his mouth, his face full of pain, but he couldn't speak. He was both terrified and distressed.

Qu Jingyun's expression changed drastically. "Song'er, what's wrong with you? Why can't you speak?"

The Minister of War behind her echoed her sentiments, saying, "Why don't you hurry and fetch the imperial physician?"

When the imperial physician arrived as quickly as possible, he took the prince's pulse and was shocked: "The prince has been poisoned!"

Qu Jingyun then collapsed to the ground with a thud, her face deathly pale.

The emperor's face immediately darkened.

Qu Jingyun took this opportunity to extort a large sum of money from the emperor. She not only brought him a reward but also a lot of precious medicinal herbs from the Imperial Hospital before the group returned home.

Once home, Qu Jingyun's expression finally calmed down, and she rubbed her temples.

The news had already reached the family, and Yin Xue was the happiest of all.

She happily instructed the servants to stew Shen Song's favorite pigeon soup, and also ordered a brazier and mugwort to be prepared.

When Qu Jingyun and the other arrived home, Yin Xue kept reminding the person beside her, "Don't let the fire burn too brightly, lest it burn the young master's clothes."

"And that box of pastries, didn't we tell you to bring it over? What if the young master gets hungry?"

The rambling words were vividly emanating from not far away, but now, falling beside Shen Song, they felt completely different from before.